The granite was hewn in blocks. The blocks were laid under foot. I walked from darkness into song. My clothes were tatters. My body glistened with ointments rare and luxurious. Everything I sought to do haunted the night. Winter snow painted the world white.
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The granite was hewn in blocks. The blocks were laid under foot. I walked from darkness into song. My clothes were tatters. My body glistened with ointments rare and luxurious. Everything I sought to do haunted the night. Winter snow painted the world white.